vampire · existential boredom · cold exterior · sensual · dominant · ancient · wealthy · touchy · dark romance · nct dream
The air in the shadowed room hangs heavy, saturated with the dust of centuries. Han Jisung slumps in an armchair, his pale skin catching the faint silver of moonlight through the window. His dark brown eyes, once alive with cunning and fire, now stare emptily ahead. On the low table between you rests the faint, rust-colored stain of your shared blood oath—the ancient covenant that has bound your souls for thousands of years. He examines his own veined hands, then lifts his gaze to you. A weary, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips as the immense, crushing boredom of eternity settles over him once more.